Whassssssssssupppppppp worrlddddd....!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Nah, that's not a nice intro. I failed once again.
Today's weekend, as even every desperate protozoa knows.... but truth spoken, it's not a good one for me. Weekend is supposed to be the time we students or non-students have fun or at least kicking back and enjoying the days, right? Who disagrees with me please raise your salary (?).
Anywayy, I'm having a slightly bad mood because of the overloaded homework the teachers gave to my class, and they don't even give a damn that until the next Wednesday the whole school is having final-term exam. I think teachers are just KINDA lazy to give us tasks on the early days before this exam period catches up, and WE have to pay for them. If not, it's a fail for all of us.
The tasks I'm talking about is the real deal. By 'real deal' I mean not that they're important but it's one hell of job for something not really important. They require handy skills and teamwork, which is not the stuff we can do in a rush like this -- studying for exam as well as doing handicrafts. Wanna know what they are???
I don't seriously think any of normal people wants, so I'll just shorten this up. Maybe my wandering classmate found this blog and saw this post and then squeal in their mind "Oh darn! I totally forgot about this homework!"
First homework to be announced was a subject to Cultural Study. We were grouped into six people at each group and what we need to do is performing the Cha-Cha dance on next Saturday. This task is actually pretty considering, because we got a month and two weeks to rehearse the basics and developing dancing styles.... but my lazy group haven't even practiced the basic steps yet. -______-
Next work I haven't done is... Geography articles!!! I need to search for earthquake-prone areas on earth, and it would be a piece of cake because know what? My country could be considered as one of the most earthquake-prone area (if it is spelled right). I supposed to collect it last week but I haven't printed all the articles yet and the necessary device is unfortunately broken. Hell yeah.
Another one to add the list? I'll give ya two: handicraft work and robot-programming task. The handicraft task was given after the teacher came back from a town in Java and bought some ethnical handicrafts, and then we have to make their copy by ourselves. This usually is a team job, but now she wants us to do one for each person... and the deadline is Monday.
About the robot-programming task, it could be the most annoying one ever. The teacher gave us that task last Saturday, and today is the last day we could collect it. Guess what? Nobody had done it yet. I've worked about it with my group (yes, it's group work) but apparently due to lack of time, we only managed to do the programming. The teacher wants us to make a presentation and paperwork and video-recording out of it... so only the program wouldn't work. -____-
That's my annoying sharing for the day. I'm sure it's not a pleasant stuff to be written in a blog or to be seen by people, but I just can't help it. My weekend's a mess!
Despite mine, I want everyone else to have a nice weekend! :) Happy weekend, guys!
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Saturday, December 11, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
When Things Get Better and Much Worse
I walked through the newly-recognized school alley with one of my pals leading my steps, as I waved and greeted my best friends from middle high and continue strolling. She stopped in front of an unknown classroom with tag 'X-6' in front of it. I knew what it meant, but I had no idea what it would lead me to. She rushed into the room through an already opened old, broken wooden door cheerfully, looked already making friends on her past couple of months ago. She introduced me to a group of girls who had been chatting along near the large whiteboard. I didn't pay much attention to the society. I just watched my surroundings, observing by myself what possibly could make my day and what I should probably stay away from, just because. I wearily smiled and tried to get along with the situation, but I'm not the best of a social animal.
I felt nothing. I went into the room again, sat in a cornered wooden chair by myself to try to adapt myself with this. The dirty classroom was obviously not taken care of the ignorant kids who studied there daily. The atmosphere was insanely stuffy. Only two platform fans were helping to make some air to breathe, they weren't even half helpful. Two girls in front of me were teasing and kidding each other like sisters, and they reminded me of my primary school buddies. I noticed there was a kind of boundary between them that would make them belong in the same league or society group. My chairmate was someone I was certain not sharing the same hobby as I did, but she apparently liked Linkin Park. While the girl who first led me here had been sitting with someone I didn't acknowledge.
I walked into the room again. This time, I picked a seat on an end of the room, the closest row from the front door but the farthest from the teacher's view. Beside me sat a plain, young girl who left her hometown to study here. She was actually nice, but much of a simpleton and didn't intend to make another new friend. That was pity because if I want to have a best friend in the class, it would be her. She was friendly, humble, and not a jerk.
My backpack weighted lighter that day. I walked into the classroom, greeting a few friends I saw had been coming early as they usually did. I took a seat on the second row, second column to the door. Some months being here had changed my entire school life. This period was the moment I got to know the boys more. Thus, at this point I'm ready to state my observation of the class' solidarity.
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In my senior year of middle high, my classmates knew and treated each other like siblings. There was never any dull moments. Though some girls grouped up into some particular people, as commonly differed as league or society group or stereotypes, we could actually get along with ANY of the classmates, and the boys never grouped.
Perhaps the habit of being together in a class makes me require every single one to be solid.
Now there are huge things to be fixed up before my current class become an ideal one, and I just freaking know it's gonna be hard. Just effing because.
First, the kids are perfectly grouped based on lifestyle and habits, which is, in my opinion, totally ridiculous. It's because their pattern of thinking is really subjective. There's this one group of girl who talk about boyfriends and girly stuffs. Cliche, I know, but I think this group would be all okay if they don't whine or mock people who aren't in their league every time. This impression brings every each of their own becoming some sort of stupid cornhead girls.
There's one group of girls who are religious. Nothing is wrong with them, except they just make other kids feel reluctant to interact with them because of their too-humble personality. The kids are apparently tolerate enough to avoid their bad habit affecting these almost-saint-like-girls. These girls also leave me impressions like they are always letting out a 'Don't disturb us with your troublesome manners!' aura, or to be short, their not-too-open behaviour gives me impression they're kinda... conceited. I know it's obviously wrong, but that's just the impression they put on me.
As for boys, they apparently grouped too. The difference is located in a dominant personality that lead the social group. Yes, lead. Unlike the girls', the boy groups have at least one dominant person who control the rest of the group members, Average Joes. Wow. The world really has been turned upside down.
Overall, the Average Joes are all the same, but the leader characters differ. There are Ambitious type, Jock type, Geek type, Gamer type, Nerd type, and... the names say. Though there is a few people who don't want to be in group, that includes myself, they're not as class-ruling as the ones in group are.
Last, but not least, I just wanna say: This sucks. I mean, we could at least break the barrier that differs us and parts us from each other. Where's the harm in that? I'm all concerned because some of the boys are attacking each other with provocative words, which I know they're not joking, and I thought boys have more logic than emotions working. I'm a newbie in the class, but don't think I can change how the wheel turns.
I felt nothing. I went into the room again, sat in a cornered wooden chair by myself to try to adapt myself with this. The dirty classroom was obviously not taken care of the ignorant kids who studied there daily. The atmosphere was insanely stuffy. Only two platform fans were helping to make some air to breathe, they weren't even half helpful. Two girls in front of me were teasing and kidding each other like sisters, and they reminded me of my primary school buddies. I noticed there was a kind of boundary between them that would make them belong in the same league or society group. My chairmate was someone I was certain not sharing the same hobby as I did, but she apparently liked Linkin Park. While the girl who first led me here had been sitting with someone I didn't acknowledge.
I walked into the room again. This time, I picked a seat on an end of the room, the closest row from the front door but the farthest from the teacher's view. Beside me sat a plain, young girl who left her hometown to study here. She was actually nice, but much of a simpleton and didn't intend to make another new friend. That was pity because if I want to have a best friend in the class, it would be her. She was friendly, humble, and not a jerk.
My backpack weighted lighter that day. I walked into the classroom, greeting a few friends I saw had been coming early as they usually did. I took a seat on the second row, second column to the door. Some months being here had changed my entire school life. This period was the moment I got to know the boys more. Thus, at this point I'm ready to state my observation of the class' solidarity.
---
In my senior year of middle high, my classmates knew and treated each other like siblings. There was never any dull moments. Though some girls grouped up into some particular people, as commonly differed as league or society group or stereotypes, we could actually get along with ANY of the classmates, and the boys never grouped.
Perhaps the habit of being together in a class makes me require every single one to be solid.
Now there are huge things to be fixed up before my current class become an ideal one, and I just freaking know it's gonna be hard. Just effing because.
First, the kids are perfectly grouped based on lifestyle and habits, which is, in my opinion, totally ridiculous. It's because their pattern of thinking is really subjective. There's this one group of girl who talk about boyfriends and girly stuffs. Cliche, I know, but I think this group would be all okay if they don't whine or mock people who aren't in their league every time. This impression brings every each of their own becoming some sort of stupid cornhead girls.
There's one group of girls who are religious. Nothing is wrong with them, except they just make other kids feel reluctant to interact with them because of their too-humble personality. The kids are apparently tolerate enough to avoid their bad habit affecting these almost-saint-like-girls. These girls also leave me impressions like they are always letting out a 'Don't disturb us with your troublesome manners!' aura, or to be short, their not-too-open behaviour gives me impression they're kinda... conceited. I know it's obviously wrong, but that's just the impression they put on me.
As for boys, they apparently grouped too. The difference is located in a dominant personality that lead the social group. Yes, lead. Unlike the girls', the boy groups have at least one dominant person who control the rest of the group members, Average Joes. Wow. The world really has been turned upside down.
Overall, the Average Joes are all the same, but the leader characters differ. There are Ambitious type, Jock type, Geek type, Gamer type, Nerd type, and... the names say. Though there is a few people who don't want to be in group, that includes myself, they're not as class-ruling as the ones in group are.
Last, but not least, I just wanna say: This sucks. I mean, we could at least break the barrier that differs us and parts us from each other. Where's the harm in that? I'm all concerned because some of the boys are attacking each other with provocative words, which I know they're not joking, and I thought boys have more logic than emotions working. I'm a newbie in the class, but don't think I can change how the wheel turns.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Class Echoes For You
Setelah selama kurang lebih sebulan menetap di kelas X-6 SMAN 1 Balikpapan, akhirnya aku kenal juga teman-teman sekelasku.
Mau kuceritain satu-satu? Nah. No way. Garis besarnya saja deh :)
Kelasku terdiri dari 36 murid, termasuk aku sendiri. Sewaktu pertama kali masuk, aku baru kenal Anggun dan Dhira, salah dua teman SMPku. Yang heboh ya Anggun ini. Dia mengenalkan aku ke teman-teman baruku, walau tidak digubris secara implisit -__- sabar ya gun. Kesan pertamaku terhadap kelas ini adalah... *jeng jeng jeng*
SO OLD-FASHIONED!!
Padahal sama-sama kelas RSBI. Bertolak belakang dengan kelas SMP-ku yang ber-AC, meja dan kursi desain IT, satu stopkontak untuk tiap meja, dan loker untuk tiap anak... kelasku yang baru ini meja dan bangkunya masih dari kayu yang aku berani bilang sudah sangat lama, melihat dari coretan-coretan tip-ex yang bervariasi... dan mejanya setiap hari terkena gempa *baca: goyang-goyang*. Bahkan teman sebangkuku menemukan buku tulis yang bertuliskan milik seorang anak kelas X-6... yang bukan angkatan kini. Ampun dah. Meja guru juga gak dibedain dengan meja murid: kayu, tidak bertaplak, dan tercoret dengan indahnya oleh siswa-siswa terdahulu.
Nah, boro-boro mau ada loker. Stopkontak saja hanya ada empat socket di muka kelas, sedangkan muridnya lebih banyak dibanding murid di kelas RSBI SMP-ku. AC? jangan tanya. AC-nya alami, bung! Hanya ada dua kipas angin tergantung di langit-langit. Yang mengindikasikan kelasnya RSBI cuma LCD Projector yang ada di tengah kelas, dan tugas yang seabrek yang perlu dikerjakan dengan komputer. Bwahhahaha. Tapi cukup mengeluhkan fasilitasnya. Sebab di SMP kami membayar, sementara sekarang digratiskan. Wajar dong.
So, move on to next topic.
Pelajarannya biasa saja. Konvensional. They explain, we listen. Ya gak gitu-gitu amat sih, tentu kami dapat kesempatan bertanya. Paling teknologikal ya kami ditugaskan membuat presentasi.. atau mendengarkan penjelasan presentasi guru. Malah sekarang dicetuskan ulangan online dengan ID resmi yang disahkan administrasi sekolah *ciee*. Tapi pengurusan ID-nya bikin ribet. Bener deh. Dengan anak-anak cowoknya yang barbar waktu mengerubungi pengurus ID, aku belum dapat kesempatan ngecek ID-ku. WTF is wrong with those guys? -__- give me a chance, morons! Selebihnya? sok IT haha. Gosip dari anak-anak kelas lain menyatakan bahwa hasil ulangan PKn mereka jelek-jelek dan untuk mendapat kesempatan perbaikan nilai, gurunya menyuruh mereka mengirim permintaan lewat e-mail. apa-apa lewat e-mail. WTF lagi? ingin rasanya aku katakan pada sang guru PKn yang kebetulan wali kelasku bahwa IT diciptakan untuk membantu kerjaan sehari-hari kita. Bukan tiap ada apa-apa pakai e-mail. Terlalu bergantung pada teknologi akan menjadi bumerang, tokh?
Dan guru PKn ini nyentrik. He doesn't talk about laws or civic. He comments laws on his heart's content. Bahkan beliau pernah bertanya siapa di antara kami yang mengendarai motor ke sekolah, untuk meminta tolong membelikan bebatuan kolam (i know it's weird -_-') tanpa memberi kesan hendak 'menjebak' murid-muridnya yang belum cukup umur mengaku mengemudikan kendaraan bermotor.. dan melawan hukum secara tidak langsung.
Untuk apa bebatuan kolam itu? Saudara-saudara, ternyata wali kelas original ini hendak menciptakan TAMAN di dalam kelas!!! *jeng jeng jeng* dengan tanaman pot dan AIR MANCUR! Yes, you've heard me!! Kayaknya ide ini tercetuskan di kepala sang wali kelas setelah mengetahui uang kas kelas kami ternyata BANYAK. duh.. pak, kalau lain kali punya ide 'brilian' lagi tolonglah beritahu dulu yang menumpuk uang kas ini!! walau kami setuju karena 'keren' dan orisinil, tapi kan dongkol juga kalau kita gak tahu untuk apa uang kita. pertama bebatuan itu, lalu air mancurnya. ntar lama-lama bikin kolam renang gak ngasih tahu -___-'
Udah, cukup menghinanya. Sekarang ke topik: THUH CLASSMATES! Yee-aw!
Teman-temanku baik semua, kok. Walau aku gak (hopefully belum) punya sahabat di sini :( tapi Insyaallah mereka dapat menerimaku dengan baik :)
Ternyata eh ternyata, teman-teman sekelasku banyak juga yang LINKIN PARK FANS! DUDE! IS THIS A DREAM? Memang mereka jarang discuss tentang LP bareng-bareng, tapi toh suatu kemajuan ketemu senasib seperjuangan hehe. Iya, dong... Coba tengok kelas X-4. Nyetelnya 'Keong Racun' bwahahah. Kami doong... "What I've Done"!!!
Selain yang LPfans juga baik kok. Boys-nya tetap pada usil dan bikin ngakak-ngikik, walaupun kadang practical joke-nya agak brutal. Seperti kebanyakan, pada hobi bermain Counter Strike gak kenal waktu. Sementara cewek-ceweknya terbagi-bagi ke dalam semacam 'geng' begitu. Walau tidak officially grouping, one hangs with particular girls, and another with the others. A shame. Ngerti? Aku juga gak :P
Aku sendiri gak ada geng di kelas, tetapi tiap ada istirahat atau lagi gak belajar, aku bakal hang out dengan teman-teman SMP-ku yang ada di kelas-kelas lain. Mereka juga sering ngumpul bareng. Dan ternyata pisah kelas dengan buddy itu seru juga! Kami punya lebih banyak hal untuk dibicarakan! Kemarin saja kami mengadakan kunjungan kejutan ke sobat yang ulang tahun sambil membawa blackforest dan kado! What a surprise! :)
Inti: even if it's not the best, high school is fun!
Mau kuceritain satu-satu? Nah. No way. Garis besarnya saja deh :)
Kelasku terdiri dari 36 murid, termasuk aku sendiri. Sewaktu pertama kali masuk, aku baru kenal Anggun dan Dhira, salah dua teman SMPku. Yang heboh ya Anggun ini. Dia mengenalkan aku ke teman-teman baruku, walau tidak digubris secara implisit -__- sabar ya gun. Kesan pertamaku terhadap kelas ini adalah... *jeng jeng jeng*
SO OLD-FASHIONED!!
Padahal sama-sama kelas RSBI. Bertolak belakang dengan kelas SMP-ku yang ber-AC, meja dan kursi desain IT, satu stopkontak untuk tiap meja, dan loker untuk tiap anak... kelasku yang baru ini meja dan bangkunya masih dari kayu yang aku berani bilang sudah sangat lama, melihat dari coretan-coretan tip-ex yang bervariasi... dan mejanya setiap hari terkena gempa *baca: goyang-goyang*. Bahkan teman sebangkuku menemukan buku tulis yang bertuliskan milik seorang anak kelas X-6... yang bukan angkatan kini. Ampun dah. Meja guru juga gak dibedain dengan meja murid: kayu, tidak bertaplak, dan tercoret dengan indahnya oleh siswa-siswa terdahulu.
Nah, boro-boro mau ada loker. Stopkontak saja hanya ada empat socket di muka kelas, sedangkan muridnya lebih banyak dibanding murid di kelas RSBI SMP-ku. AC? jangan tanya. AC-nya alami, bung! Hanya ada dua kipas angin tergantung di langit-langit. Yang mengindikasikan kelasnya RSBI cuma LCD Projector yang ada di tengah kelas, dan tugas yang seabrek yang perlu dikerjakan dengan komputer. Bwahhahaha. Tapi cukup mengeluhkan fasilitasnya. Sebab di SMP kami membayar, sementara sekarang digratiskan. Wajar dong.
So, move on to next topic.
Pelajarannya biasa saja. Konvensional. They explain, we listen. Ya gak gitu-gitu amat sih, tentu kami dapat kesempatan bertanya. Paling teknologikal ya kami ditugaskan membuat presentasi.. atau mendengarkan penjelasan presentasi guru. Malah sekarang dicetuskan ulangan online dengan ID resmi yang disahkan administrasi sekolah *ciee*. Tapi pengurusan ID-nya bikin ribet. Bener deh. Dengan anak-anak cowoknya yang barbar waktu mengerubungi pengurus ID, aku belum dapat kesempatan ngecek ID-ku. WTF is wrong with those guys? -__- give me a chance, morons! Selebihnya? sok IT haha. Gosip dari anak-anak kelas lain menyatakan bahwa hasil ulangan PKn mereka jelek-jelek dan untuk mendapat kesempatan perbaikan nilai, gurunya menyuruh mereka mengirim permintaan lewat e-mail. apa-apa lewat e-mail. WTF lagi? ingin rasanya aku katakan pada sang guru PKn yang kebetulan wali kelasku bahwa IT diciptakan untuk membantu kerjaan sehari-hari kita. Bukan tiap ada apa-apa pakai e-mail. Terlalu bergantung pada teknologi akan menjadi bumerang, tokh?
Dan guru PKn ini nyentrik. He doesn't talk about laws or civic. He comments laws on his heart's content. Bahkan beliau pernah bertanya siapa di antara kami yang mengendarai motor ke sekolah, untuk meminta tolong membelikan bebatuan kolam (i know it's weird -_-') tanpa memberi kesan hendak 'menjebak' murid-muridnya yang belum cukup umur mengaku mengemudikan kendaraan bermotor.. dan melawan hukum secara tidak langsung.
Untuk apa bebatuan kolam itu? Saudara-saudara, ternyata wali kelas original ini hendak menciptakan TAMAN di dalam kelas!!! *jeng jeng jeng* dengan tanaman pot dan AIR MANCUR! Yes, you've heard me!! Kayaknya ide ini tercetuskan di kepala sang wali kelas setelah mengetahui uang kas kelas kami ternyata BANYAK. duh.. pak, kalau lain kali punya ide 'brilian' lagi tolonglah beritahu dulu yang menumpuk uang kas ini!! walau kami setuju karena 'keren' dan orisinil, tapi kan dongkol juga kalau kita gak tahu untuk apa uang kita. pertama bebatuan itu, lalu air mancurnya. ntar lama-lama bikin kolam renang gak ngasih tahu -___-'
Udah, cukup menghinanya. Sekarang ke topik: THUH CLASSMATES! Yee-aw!
Teman-temanku baik semua, kok. Walau aku gak (hopefully belum) punya sahabat di sini :( tapi Insyaallah mereka dapat menerimaku dengan baik :)
Ternyata eh ternyata, teman-teman sekelasku banyak juga yang LINKIN PARK FANS! DUDE! IS THIS A DREAM? Memang mereka jarang discuss tentang LP bareng-bareng, tapi toh suatu kemajuan ketemu senasib seperjuangan hehe. Iya, dong... Coba tengok kelas X-4. Nyetelnya 'Keong Racun' bwahahah. Kami doong... "What I've Done"!!!
Selain yang LPfans juga baik kok. Boys-nya tetap pada usil dan bikin ngakak-ngikik, walaupun kadang practical joke-nya agak brutal. Seperti kebanyakan, pada hobi bermain Counter Strike gak kenal waktu. Sementara cewek-ceweknya terbagi-bagi ke dalam semacam 'geng' begitu. Walau tidak officially grouping, one hangs with particular girls, and another with the others. A shame. Ngerti? Aku juga gak :P
Aku sendiri gak ada geng di kelas, tetapi tiap ada istirahat atau lagi gak belajar, aku bakal hang out dengan teman-teman SMP-ku yang ada di kelas-kelas lain. Mereka juga sering ngumpul bareng. Dan ternyata pisah kelas dengan buddy itu seru juga! Kami punya lebih banyak hal untuk dibicarakan! Kemarin saja kami mengadakan kunjungan kejutan ke sobat yang ulang tahun sambil membawa blackforest dan kado! What a surprise! :)
Inti: even if it's not the best, high school is fun!
Monday, August 31, 2009
Pagi Yang Cerah
Cerah dari Shanghai! Lu tau ni hari ape? Senen! Artinya penuh PR, tugas, upacara dipagi hari dan pulangnya lebih lama! Lihat jamnya.. Upss!
Jam 7.35! This means I'm late. Really? Gak doong!
Ini kan bulan puasa, jadi masuknya jam 8 tiap hari! Cihui gak tuh? Udah masuknya lambat, kalaupun terlambat, gurunya gak bakal marah! Haha! Nyatanya benar Ramadhan itu bulan penuh berkah ya?
Serius ini! Sekolah jadi makin asoy! Pulang jadi lebih awal 3 jam, gak ada upacara tiap senin, dan otomatis para guru pantang naik darah! Yuhuii!
Eh, ajib. Udah jam 7.35 dan aku masih nyante ngeblog! Haha, bye semua! Walau gurunya gak bakal marah, kalau telat tiap hari kan gak lucu! Ciao!
*aku ngeblog ini sambil dalam perjalanan ke sekolah, loh! Jadi jangan pikir aku masih diem di rumah!
Mesum di Bulan Ramadhan
And again.. Di kelass!!! Ceritanya kita lagi pada asyik mengibaratkan galon sbg anak" di kelas mulai dari jhordan, anggun, sampe evan. Waktu giliran sang galon berperan jadi evan, anak" yg ngapa"in galon tsb diteriakin misalnya "ih wino megang" evan!" "ih dhiar meluk evan!" dsb.
Giliran dhynie ngistirahatin kakinya di galon (sesuai gambar, lol) spontan semua teriak "ih, dhynie dudukin evan!!" dgn ekstrim. Lah mesum semua.. Kalau istilahnya yg lain lgsg menjauhkan galonnya stlh diteriakin, dhynie malah nyahut "habis enak sih!"
Haha. Jelass pada ketawa. Orang pada mesum, disahut dengan respon yg bikin tambah mikir mesum.. Ckckck, puasa, guys..
Sunday, August 23, 2009
9th Grade Sucks!
hey y'all fellow bloggers & blog-watchers...
i'm so glad i can start blogging again. as usual, i got no idea how much this blog will last. i even dumped my previous class blog, the longest-lasting blog i ever made. i have tried to update this blog as much as possible, and now i could start babble around about those things made me unable (*or forgot :P) to update my blog...
before that, i wanna say Ramadhan Mubarak to all muslims in this world. may this sacred month bring us joy and peaceful for our life and afterlife. don't forget to pray more and do fasting a month full! i hope we can get through this Ramadhan successfully, amin.
okaayy... the first thing i wanna share right here is how hard being a 9th grade if you usually lived on a very relaxing class in 8th grade. i got too many homeworks, i think. and exams are held even though we're getting into new semester just now. guess what, we have social science paperworks that HAVE to be done tomorrow, in fact tomorrow we have math & social science exam. uhm, maybe some countries do same thing in their curriculum but this is just ridiculous. we have to be able to play flute for the art lesson, and no other instruments are allowed. why not choosing the easier ones? like guitar, maybe. or drums? okay, so not gonna happen but at least it is nicer than flute. if i can suggest something to that freaking teacher ima tell her to ask the students about instrument they like, and give task to make a band :)
the nice thing about being a 9th grader like now is we got some juniors to be bullied >:) JK, of course! i couldn't even dare to tell the teacher that his tie doesn't match his shoe... back to topic! so that nice thing is uhh... hard to find one. so let's just talk about the 'so-not-nice' things on becoming a 9th-grader here!
and point no. 3 is what i hate so much. we're not allowed to play basketball and soccer in lunchbreak anymore, we cannot hang out as much as we did, and stuffs.
so hard to achieve the dream...
talking about the dream, i still don't know what i want to be. sometimes i'm thinking to be a journalist, and then artist, then TV crew, or even just an ordinary employee. i told my friends and siblings about this and their respond is most likely 'it's good to have such natural ambition but if you don't know yet just let it flow... you'll know it someday'. whew, i think they are right.
last thing i wanna post here is a promotion for Mike Shinoda's art exhibition. i've mentioned before that i like Mike Shinoda, haven't i? :)
my thought is that i've been provocated by Mike. quoting on his blog posting: "Hey...I bet you're too scared to help me promote the Glorious Excess (Dies) show by putting these buttons up on your page... chicken"
i'm not a chicken, mr. shinoda. i'm a monkey Xp. ye happy now? because i have promoted your art exhibition in fact i am DYING to see it.
i'm getting sleepy now... didn't get a nice sleep last night. and i should wake up for sahur. oh well, i guess i'll just end it right here for now. i'll update this blog as soon as possible! thanks for reading!
quote of the day: "why bother buying a barbell if you can train your muscle nicely through the art of dish-washing?"
i'm so glad i can start blogging again. as usual, i got no idea how much this blog will last. i even dumped my previous class blog, the longest-lasting blog i ever made. i have tried to update this blog as much as possible, and now i could start babble around about those things made me unable (*or forgot :P) to update my blog...
before that, i wanna say Ramadhan Mubarak to all muslims in this world. may this sacred month bring us joy and peaceful for our life and afterlife. don't forget to pray more and do fasting a month full! i hope we can get through this Ramadhan successfully, amin.
okaayy... the first thing i wanna share right here is how hard being a 9th grade if you usually lived on a very relaxing class in 8th grade. i got too many homeworks, i think. and exams are held even though we're getting into new semester just now. guess what, we have social science paperworks that HAVE to be done tomorrow, in fact tomorrow we have math & social science exam. uhm, maybe some countries do same thing in their curriculum but this is just ridiculous. we have to be able to play flute for the art lesson, and no other instruments are allowed. why not choosing the easier ones? like guitar, maybe. or drums? okay, so not gonna happen but at least it is nicer than flute. if i can suggest something to that freaking teacher ima tell her to ask the students about instrument they like, and give task to make a band :)
the nice thing about being a 9th grader like now is we got some juniors to be bullied >:) JK, of course! i couldn't even dare to tell the teacher that his tie doesn't match his shoe... back to topic! so that nice thing is uhh... hard to find one. so let's just talk about the 'so-not-nice' things on becoming a 9th-grader here!
- more studying responsible to prepare the graduation exam
- the class are shuffled so i got separated from my best friend
- less non-academic activities are allowed
and point no. 3 is what i hate so much. we're not allowed to play basketball and soccer in lunchbreak anymore, we cannot hang out as much as we did, and stuffs.
so hard to achieve the dream...
talking about the dream, i still don't know what i want to be. sometimes i'm thinking to be a journalist, and then artist, then TV crew, or even just an ordinary employee. i told my friends and siblings about this and their respond is most likely 'it's good to have such natural ambition but if you don't know yet just let it flow... you'll know it someday'. whew, i think they are right.
last thing i wanna post here is a promotion for Mike Shinoda's art exhibition. i've mentioned before that i like Mike Shinoda, haven't i? :)
my thought is that i've been provocated by Mike. quoting on his blog posting: "Hey...I bet you're too scared to help me promote the Glorious Excess (Dies) show by putting these buttons up on your page... chicken"
i'm not a chicken, mr. shinoda. i'm a monkey Xp. ye happy now? because i have promoted your art exhibition in fact i am DYING to see it.
i'm getting sleepy now... didn't get a nice sleep last night. and i should wake up for sahur. oh well, i guess i'll just end it right here for now. i'll update this blog as soon as possible! thanks for reading!
quote of the day: "why bother buying a barbell if you can train your muscle nicely through the art of dish-washing?"
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